A Day at the Park [OPEN]

[crimea]

((I would die of happiness if anyone would join this. Thank you. ^_^))

Vek Notur stood behind a huge oak tree. He cocked his head, as he watched two young girls, swinging, and laughing. The Hork-Bajir seer was wondering what swinging was like. He had swung from tree-branches, by his tail, but that was different than what the humans did. He wondered what they'd think of him if they saw him, this huge misfit among humans.

He really wanted to be able to play with them. But they would be afraid of him. They'd see his blades, and run away and scream. Vek was a young Hork-Bajir, but he'd matured and his blades had grown in. He was still a menacing sight.

There was a huge bag of peanuts at Vek's feet. He picked one out of the bag, and tossed it, and caught it in his mouth, chewing it, shell and all. He loved peanuts, for some odd reason; it was just another of those things.

Vek had spent quite a few days doing this. Observing humans from a distance, seeing what they did. He wished, though, that he could approach one. But alas, the Hork-Bajir seer was much too afraid of rejection...

[Ray]

Raylor was walking through the park, in his Andalite form, stalk eyes drooping, looking at the ground as the sun made his red-streaked blue fur shine. He felt sorrow, a wave of sadness, come over him as he looked at the children playing.

He missed Jae so much. He didn't know where she was, or what happened to her, but it had been a long time, and he was starting to lose hope. He saw a Hork-Bajir eating peanuts shell and all next to a tree. Making his way over, he came to the other side of the tree, and lay down, thinking.

[crimea]

Earth was still at peace, even though there was conflict in the world. Never before had Andalites, humans, Hork-Bajir, and other creatures been so close. Earth was currently the home of many creatures that had never walked freely on its streets before.

He wasn't surprised to see the Andalite. A very sad Andalite. He could feel his empathy setting in. He set down the peanuts. "Are you alright, friend Andalite?" He'd been taught to talk like that, by his parents, who were normal Hork-Bajir, unlike he, who was different.

[Ray]

Raylor turned his head to look at the Hork-Bajir, stalk eyes still drooped. He let out a sigh, and simply said, <No....>

[crimea]

Vek tilted his head, once again, his empathy showing through. "Is there any way that I can help?" he asked the Andalite; he didn't want to pry and ask what had happened. He probably lost his family to the Yeerks... he thought. Vek hated the Yeerks.

[Ray]

Raylor let out a sigh. <No...I'm sorry, but I don't think there is. Thanks for trying to help,> he said. <I crash landed here a while back after my ship was shot down by....I don't know what....no one does. I was the only survivor. Soon after, I met Jae....> at this statement, Raylor's eyes shone, yet they showed sorrow.

<We got together, and....she was pregnant...with my baby. MINE. And I was truly happy...then, a while back....she...disappeared. I don't know where she is, or if she's even still alive...It...just...hurts so much....> his stalk eyes drooped again as he looked away.

[crimea]

As the Andalite explained, Vek's expression saddened, at least as much as a Hork-Bajir could. It sounded like this poor Andalite had seen nothing but suffering, while he had lived, oblivious, with his people, in the trees of Yellowstone.

"I am so sorry..." he said in his gravelly voice. "If there's anything I can do for you, please let me know. I hope your wife and child are safe..."

He realised he hadn't given his name. "I'm Vek Notur, by the way."